a sheer veil covers the things we don’t understand with a mysterious glimmer
dreaming minds are hiding under the same stars, forgetting their inner wars
the pavement guides our paths away from what has been, turning it into what will be
if our minds touched for just one second, they would explode like fireworks in the sky
and so many things were lost in our heart’s fires
leaving us blinded by the sparks
but what if we cannot hear our angel’s voices
what if we can’t remember what we know or ignore it too often?
there is a pull that drives us into each other’s dreams
it is as if the universe knew the reasons for everything.
reflections of an unquiet mind 
A lovely and compelling poem.
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Thank you 😊
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The universal netherworld of creativity (and more) that we all attempt to reach into and most magnificently reach into when we aren’t really trying. I like the way you said it better. 🖤💀
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Thank you very much… Your words are more poetic though x
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That’s very kind, thank you ☺️
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